"Huh? Hey hey, look at this…"
The pig who had been groping the woman's breast from the front noticed the reaction of the one behind her who had his hands on her arms and crotch. He removed his hand from her chest and moved his large right hand down between her legs, just like the other pig.
"Ah…!"
At that instant, the woman let out a short, high-pitched cry and her body shuddered violently.
Enjoying her reaction, the pig in front of her pulled his right hand out from under her skirt and brought it up in front of her chest. He pressed his thumb and index finger together, then slowly pulled them apart.
"Confirmed, huh…?"
Between the pig's thumb and index finger stretched a sticky, stringy liquid. There was no mistaking it—it was the woman's love juices.
"Since you're all prepared down there too, it's about time we start feeling good as well."
The pig in front of her pulled out his member as if he had been waiting for this moment. He showed it off to the woman and pressed it against her abdomen so she could feel its size and heat.
"N-no!!"
"If it's your first time, I'll be gentle. Well… only at the beginning, though."
The pig's member was incomparably larger than mine. Whether this was her first experience or not didn't matter right now.
I had never imagined a human woman being penetrated by something like that. Sure, in my original world there had been all kinds of things, and somehow things always "fit," but seeing it in person with this unrealistic size difference shocked me even more than the woman being assaulted.
"Here I go?"
After pressing his member against her abdomen to assert its presence, the pig slowly took aim and moved it toward the depths of her skirt.
"Ah… aah…!"
Had it gone in already? Or was it just touching her? From where I was hiding, I couldn't tell. But I swallowed hard as I watched the undeniable, raw scene unfolding right in front of me.
"Attacking a woman in the middle of the day? How very pig-like of you."
A different woman's voice suddenly rang out from deeper in the alley.
"W-who the hell are you!?"
The pig who had been pressing his member against the woman, the one restraining her arms, and even the one still sniffing her underwear all turned warily toward the voice.
From the direction they were staring, another woman appeared. She was dressed in an outfit that was, if anything, even more revealing. She had flowing long blue hair, and her chest—slightly more modest than the blonde woman's—was covered by iron plates. Her skirt was also short and swayed with every step.
What was swaying wasn't just her skirt and blue hair—the slender sword in her hand was swaying too.
"You're the trio of pig demi-humans who've been assaulting women in the city. I've been asked by the guild to subjugate you."
"S-subjugate? Don't you mean capture, little miss?"
"No. Subjugate. Trash like you deserves nothing less."
In the next instant, the head of the pig who had been restraining the blonde woman's arms flew into the air.
"Wha—?!"
"That's one."
The severed pig head spun through the air and landed on the ground right beside me, rolling toward my hiding spot. The bulging eyes and the red blood pouring from the severed neck triggered a wave of nausea in me.
"Whoops."
With the pig's restraint gone, the blonde woman lost her support and began to collapse weakly. The blue-haired woman quickly caught her.
"Y-you bitch! How dare you!"
The pig who had been about to thrust into the blonde woman clenched his fist and swung his massive arm at the blue-haired woman.
But his fist never reached her.
Because the arm he had raised was sliced clean off at the elbow. The severed forearm fell to the ground with a heavy thud.
"Guaah!?"
Unable to do anything but desperately clutch his severed arm and endure the pain, the pig couldn't dodge the next strike. In another flash, his head was also cut off.
"Ah… aah!!"
The last remaining pig watched as the heads of his two comrades were severed in an instant. Realizing he would be next, he turned and ran straight toward me.
"You think I'll let you escape?"
From behind the fleeing pig, the blue-haired woman thrust her slender sword straight through his chest.
The tip of the sword emerged from the front of his body, right in front of my eyes. The pig coughed up a spray of blood from his mouth.
Immediately after, the blue-haired woman pulled the sword out of his body and flicked it once, shaking off the blood in a clean motion.
"Suffer as much as you can on your way to hell."
Even though the third pig had been stabbed through the heart, unlike the other two, he was still faintly breathing. His fallen body twitched irregularly, and his arms moved ever so slightly.
Right in front of me was a scene that would undoubtedly be rated 18+ if this were a fictional world.